Confessions of a Transplant: My Cyber-Stalker in shades of Gratidude

Hello Friends and Family, Mobsters and Poets, Infidels and Zionists, Mexicans and Canadians.  . . Readers all. I thank you for stopping by on a snowy evening.

“As I was going up the stair/I met a man who wasn’t there./He wasn’t there again today/ how I wish he’d go away.”   T. Roethke

I was just stalling while I tried to find my way into this post. Of course it’s about being thankful, grateful and aware of my own personal stalker. He was a friend when I was an adolescent; a person I haven’t seen since 1976, when I left Ridgefield, CT.  I mentioned him a while back in this blog in passing. I had to block him from a particular social media site.

I am thank full that he has shown me how to report cyber stalking to the various browsers. I have learned how to search out IP address to find the physical location of an email address. I have asked for help from a great bunch of  friends in hopes he’d go away. A little web searching gave me places like this: http://www.haltabuse.org/about/about.shtml  and software called “Cyber Angels”.

While I have either spammed or trashed comments I will share this one with you at the bottom.  Oh and is he ever going to be so proud because he thinks he’s gotten to me. And you know for a while he did.  For a month I didn’t post because I didn’t want to deal with his comments. He got to me because I’d dealt with other friendships that gone sour this year. He got to me because I did know him once and now I pity the person he’s become. He apparently hates me because I’m no longer the insecure girl I had been.

Here’s a sample comment.

AMMIBLOG said: “These are photos I took on Sunday, October 23.”

Boy that was a wasted trip. Too bad your photo’s don’t show the truth.

AMMIBLOG said: “My father was first generation American and on Independence Day and Memorial Day I’d help him put out the flag. I vote. I am patriotic.”

Your boozer Dad must be rolling in his grave. You support a commie agenda and that makes you UNPATRIOTIC!

AMMIBLOG said: “The Bill of Rights guarantees the right of assembly. Which has been supported by the Supreme Court in 1875 : “the right of the people peaceably to assemble for the purpose of petitioning Congress for a redress of grievances, or for anything else connected with the powers or duties of the National Government, is an attribute of national citizenship, and, as such, under protection of, and guaranteed by, the United States.”

The right of the people to assemble does NOT include the right to preventing other people from earning a living, which is also a right, and peacefully traveling from one place to another, which is also another right. The right to assemble also does not include the right to occupy private property without the owner’s permission. Free speech has limits; for example the Supreme Court has ruled that free speech does not give you the right to yell fire in a crowded theater when there is no fire.

I’m sorry you have been brainwashed by the party of communism. You probably had a liberal union supported education. You have my deepest sympathies.

It is easy to blow off comments like this when they are few and far between. (one point: we were educated in the same town.) But if they just keep coming. When the sender changes email addresses and IP addresses change it just gets creepy. . . and there are folks out there getting much worse.  There was a time when women stayed with their abusers. There was a time before ‘date-rape’ was legally recognized. This is for men and women and our children and our grandchildren. . . I post his words to take the power away. I post them so maybe other bloggers will report and block harassing emails and comments.  And it’s not that I want to be politically correct, but picking on my late father? Really?

I keep stopping at the word ‘boozer’.  Yes, I posted about my father winning the battle over the disease of alcoholism. I’ve posted about working to overcome cancer. I have not posted the other things from my past that make me more resilient than any words I write or read. Almost a whole year of posting blogs, working on my art, regaining my discipline of daily writing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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